Snow is awesome. It really is. For like, an hour or two. Then I'm ready to go back to California where winter just means you need to wear a sweater, and possibly a coat till noon. Now this is what it looks outside my window in Spokane, WA.

Seven inches of snow? Suddenly? In a span of two days? I mean it went from just being really cold to being really snowy, overnight... literally. I am from California. I don't know how to do snow. I don't know what to wear or how to walk so I don't fall down or what I need to not be blinded by the sun reflecting off the shiny snow covered ground. I now have to buy snow boots and new North Face brand jackets in order to survive. I feel like an idiot cause I know nothing of the way of life in snow. My friend, Hamster, was driving us around town and it was just bizarre to me that the car was sliding on the ice and there was a part where she couldn't get the car to make it over this snow bank thing in between the lanes. I felt like a three year-old trying to understand how it works to drive a car. And of course no one gives sympathy because they're like "I've had to live through this my whole life!" I say "Good for you, so tell me what the hell is going on!" I remember last year people would get some sort of sick satisfaction telling me and my roommate, Toaster, every day practically, "Say goodbye to the ground now because you won't be seeing it till April!" always in the same snide voice with the same evil grin. Serves them right, it only snowed for about two weeks last winter in Spokane. Pretty much the two weeks we were in California for Christmas Break. This year I half expected people to be wrong when they were all telling me that it was going to snow the next day. They were right though, boy were they right.
Secret hint about snow: You can't really ride a bike in the snow. Living on the other side of campus from most of my classes is going to start really sucking riiiiiight.... NOW.